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[!]  A messenger eagle flies throughout the lands of Sutica with small letters carried within its talons. These letters found themselves to anyone who wished to read them.



 

 


 


 

In the dawn we will rise

 

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The Previous Duke of Eastcliffe, Andrew Staunton, has dragged the name of Eastcliffe through the mud, shaming the title, the people, and the Sutican monarch. I, Aramis Lavigne, have claimed the title of Duchess for the betterment of Eastcliffe. Within Sutica law, the law which the land is placed upon, there are no birthrights, there are no claims, there is only the word of the Sutica Monarch, that very word being ignored by the Stauntons claiming birthright to a land of no claims, no religion, only freedom and trade, this word of law by the Monarch of Sutica has allowed myself to rise to claim the Duchy allowing it to fall under my guidance. Staunton had his chance to prove to the world what he could do, but he did not take it. He had everything at his disposal but was unmotivated. I do not want to make that mistake.


 

Eastcliffe is a strong and powerful vassal, and it is my job to finally show what we have to offer. Both Andrew and Tiberius have seen our strength and they were threatened by it. Their idea of burning Eastcliffe will not work. We will grow into a power that should not be messed with. Our military will grow and so will our skill with the sword. Both Hartcold and Staunton have caused much chaos, but I have found an opportunity to create something beautiful.

 

Under my leadership, I will guide those within Eastcliffe as a strong minded leader. The first thing that I will do is banish both Andrew Staunton and Tiberius Hartcold, Traitors to Sutica and Eastcliffe. I will show no mercy to those who have shown no loyalty to their home, or Sutica. I will reward the loyal ones within and create something new, something worth fighting and remaining for, I will branch out and become better then my predecessors, I will not fall into the same hole which they did. 

As an eagle flies high in wait, I will swoop down when opportunity presents itself.

 

In the dawn we will rise

Ave Eastcliffe






 

Duchess of Eastcliffe,

 

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"Sutican law doesn't exist," says the Trade King of Sutica to himself upon somehow receiving the note in Krähenstadt, tossing it crumpled straight into his fireplace and penning a scalding note to be pinned to his mailbox, demanding to unsubscribe from further correspondence by Elfen degenerates pretend-playing to be statesmen.

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Methas would read over the parchment "I'm happy my love Aramis is taking matters into her own hands and fighting for whats right."

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"May the waves of justice come crashing down upon those traitors. And to you, TRUE leader of Eastcliffe, the tides have turned in your favor, be sure to avoid becoming complacent with your position or you will drown like those before you."

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"Lets hope they keep the good word of GOD close to their hearts" Francisco would exclaim in the Osanoran church.

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Tiberius John Hartcold laughs heartfully as he reads the traitors message "You have no strength! You have NO army. NO outside support. Eastcliffe will crumble under neath this traitors hands. Canonism has now deminisher in Eastcliffe under this...usurper...this non canonist traitor! Death to all those who support her for we shall return and when we do you will be strung up from the nearest tree!" 

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"Hm, interesting. My people and I will keep in contact." Antonio says after reading the missive

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Alexander sat on a stood next to Elias' bed, the man himself laying upon it still in a coma. He read the missive again, his brow furrowed. He looked over to his uncle, raising the paper out of his line of sight. Ezekiel, standing behind him, took it from his hand.

 

"Eastcliffe?" Ezekiel skimmed the paper, nodding. He looked to Alexander, who had yet to look away from Elias. Ames and he had both decided Alexander was to hold the position of Baron temporarily while Elias was bedridden. Decisions had fallen to him to make.

 

Alexander finally nodded. "Have the first Battalion on standby. Uncle's last act was to promise aid to Eastcliffe. We will honor that, no matter the cost." Alexander remained looking to his Uncle, even after Ezekiel had nodded and left the room. Alone with an unconscious Elias, he let a few tears slip. The Knight and Soldier, the man who's pride had blinded him in the past, let himself cry for his Uncle

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